Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 214 Broken Dragon City

Feeling the pressure brought by the black dragon in the depths of Dragon City, a little disdain flashed in Wang Yu's eyes.

He originally thought that this black dragon, as the totem of the Huns, should at least stand at the peak of the true king's level of strength, but he never thought that the pressure it brought would be even worse than that of Susanoo.

In Wang Yu's spiritual investigation, the roaring black dragon could at best be compared with Susanoo who had not mobilized Gao Tianyuan's power.

You must know that Susanoo's strength was not allowed by the world at the beginning, but he has fallen to the level of a real person!

The fighting spirit soared to the sky, and Wang Yu's mana and blood flowed together, instantly locking all the masters in Dragon City who were beyond the range of An Beiqi's ability.

After feeling Wang Yu's soaring fighting spirit, all the Huns in Dragon City whose strength had reached the master level all changed their faces.

"This Zhou man is really too rampant. All the warriors of the Shuangtian clan obeyed the order and killed him."

A voice mixed with fear pierced the sky above Longcheng, and dozens of figures filled with fishy smell pierced the night sky and attacked Wang Yu in an instant.

Looking at the Huns coming through the sky in the night sky, Wang Yu explained to Yang Ye beside him with a normal expression: "Jiye, you are born with the ability to break through barriers, and among those Huns, you are a bloodline warrior comparable to the Xiantian realm. I will leave it to you to practice, and I hope you will not let me down."

Just after the sound of the confession fell, Wang Yu's figure carrying the long lance had disappeared, leaving only his mount, the dark cloud riding on the snow, in place.

The long lance crossed the sky, and before it entered the attack range of the dozen or so Xiongnu masters, Wang Yu had already stabbed it out.

The tyrannical Qi and blood broke through the void in an instant, and a blood-colored shadow appeared in front of a Hun with a scimitar and his chest bare in an instant.

Facing Wang Yu's sudden attack, the Hun with a scimitar was very uncomfortable.

Isn't that person from Zhou across from him a cultivator?Why can his attack come to me across a range of two miles.

With doubts in mind, he raised his scimitar and slashed towards the bloody lance, but without his scimitar, he hit the bloody lance, and with a shake of the lance in Wang Yu's hand, he tore him to pieces.

In just one meeting, a Hun master died in the hands of Wang Yu. The Hun masters who watched this scene were terrified. Through this kind of situation where there is no power to fight back.

Even the Totem Black Dragon, one of the strongest forces in the tribe, couldn't simply take their lives away.

"The strength of this person is strange. Everyone gathers together and fights head-on." Seeing that Wang Yu's strength was beyond imagination, a shaman-like master immediately made a decision.

In fact, before the shaman master gave the order, those Xiongnu masters who were approaching Wang Yu through the air had subconsciously approached their familiar people.

The words of the shaman master only accelerated the process.

Feeling the disappearance of a familiar aura, the black dragon hidden in the depths of Dragon City was no longer watching, and a figure with a length of tens of feet swam out of a secret place and merged into the night of Dragon City.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Yu smiled silently when he saw many masters of the Xiongnu who were about to gather together and the black dragon that was about to attack him. Do the same for you!

Just when many Xiongnu masters gathered together breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yu waved the blood-stained long lance again, and in an instant a bloody long lance that almost pierced the moon night appeared again.

At the moment when the blood-colored long lance solidified, Wang Yu slammed it towards many Hun masters. The sonic boom sounded by the lance piercing through the air shook the approaching Huns' heads, and many of them had never experienced the baptism of sonic boom. The ordinary Huns were even directly deaf because their eardrums were shattered.

Faced with this blow, the faces of the Xiongnu masters who had just gathered together changed again, and their pale faces made them lose their previous demeanor.

However, although they were frightened and shocked by Wang Yu's blow, these Xiongnu masters who had licked blood from their knives did not just stand still.

Summoning up the little courage in their hearts, the dozen or so masters of the Xiongnu mentioned the strongest power from their blood, and gathered a torrent of terrorist attacks to fight back against the shadow.

Seeing all kinds of sword energy and witchcraft blocking in front of the blood-colored shadow, Wang Yu flicked his wrist, and the speed of the shadow, which was already as fast as the thunder, was much faster.

The many sword auras and sorcery blocked in front of the bloody shadow were more than a little weaker in the space that was almost crushed by the shadow.

They couldn't even block the film for a moment, and they were all defeated.

After defeating all the counterattacks, the bloody shadow continued unabated, and instantly crushed all the Xiongnu masters.

With a bang, a strong explosion sounded from where the Xiongnu Grandmaster was.

The weakest among the dozen or so masters of the Huns instantly turned into a puddle of rotten meat and lost their lives. The stronger ones were also crushed to pieces by the strong pressure. Only the shaman looked like The Huns, with the support of many helpers of the same level, survived this hurdle at the cost of bleeding from seven orifices.

Looking at the masters of the Huns who had survived his full blow, Wang Yu raised his eyebrows. Are these Huns still capable?

However, on the battlefield, Wang Yu doesn't know how to play the game of heroes cherishing heroes. Regardless of the few Hun masters who are still alive after being seriously injured to save themselves, a bright and dazzling blood flower blooming like fireworks blooms from their eyes. Flashing before, with a little wonder, the tip of Wang Yu's long lance pierced their heads one by one.

Just when Wang Yu's long lance took the lives of many Xiongnu masters, a huge black shadow suddenly sprang out from the ground, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the Hun masters who had not completely fallen and the king holding the long lance. Yu swallowed it into his stomach.

After feeling that his target had fallen into his mouth, the huge black shadow immediately activated the sharp dragon teeth in his mouth and the dragon power in his body, grinding and chewing the flesh in his mouth frantically.

The uncoagulated blood plasma overflowed from the corner of its mouth in an endless stream. After feeling that the Q bomb from the mouth was swallowed into the belly full of gastric juice, the black dragon, the supreme totem of the Huns, breathed a sigh of relief.

As a creature of the dragon genus that has lived for an unknown amount of time, it really felt a breath of fall just now, and its instincts are telling it that if it cannot take down the two-legged beast holding the toothpick first, it is very likely Died in a toothpick in the hands of the Twoleg.

Standing on the back of the black dragon in mid-air, Wang Yu, holding a long lance as if dead, carefully looked at the black loach in front of him that had just sneaked up on him. Could the seven inches of the black loach kill him too?

(End of this chapter)